Zhou Da sighed and said: "Well, what I was arguing with my mother-in-law just now is just this, but I don't know if it will help. You go find someone. He may have some real skills. A few years ago

When my mother-in-law was having a better life, he once came to my house out of nowhere, looked at my mother-in-law, and said: "I can't spit out a mouthful of Yang Qi, and I can't swallow it. It was useless for me to think that someone here would do something bad. Forget it.

, we left, we shouldn’t be together, and we didn’t drag each other down in the end.” Then, this man left. Apart from some speculation about my mother-in-law’s affairs, who else knows the details? He must be a high-ranking official.

people."

"Who is he? Where is he?" my mother asked hurriedly.

"You must know him, he is Old Man Jiang." Zhou Da said hesitantly, for fear that my mother would not believe it.

"Old Man Jiang, you said it was Old Man Jiang who came to our village out of nowhere a few years ago?" My mother really didn't believe it and asked once.

Is that old man a master? But that old man is a master. He is also the master I respect the most in my life, both my master and my father!

"That's him. You go find him. If you find him right, we have something to ask for from you. I won't tell you more. My mother-in-law can't bear it anymore." After Zhou Da finished speaking hastily, his body was shaken and his whole body went limp.

When he got down, he obviously returned his body to Widow Zhou.

Widow Zhou looked even weaker than last time. She lay motionless on the table. How could my mother ignore Widow Zhou after asking about her own affairs? She quickly went over to support Widow Zhou, and when she touched her body, she felt even worse than before.

It was cold and the breath was very weak.

Women in rural areas also have some strength. My mother quickly helped Widow Zhou out of the west wing, then carried her to the main room and placed her on the chair in front of the stove. It happened that my dad was also holding me in the main room and was setting up the dragon gate formation with Tuesday.

, I think there is a stove in the main room, which makes it warmer.

When I saw this fight on Tuesday, I let out an ouch and hurriedly went into the house to get a quilt to wrap Widow Zhou in. My mother hurriedly went to the kitchen to make ginger soup again.

Seeing them busy, my father who knew nothing couldn't help but said: "Xiuyun, what do you think I want to do?" Although my father knew nothing, he still vaguely understood, that is

Widow Zhou became like this because of my family's affairs.

"Oh, you don't have to do anything, just stay here and help look at the red moon." My mother was not in the mood to be nagging with my father right now.

After a lot of busy work, Widow Zhou's condition finally got better and she regained her consciousness. She looked at my mother as if she had something to say.

My mother probably knew what to say, so she couldn't help but ask: "Do you want Lao Chen and Tuesday to stay away first?"

Widow Zhou shook her head. She probably had some serious difficulties with Zhou Da, and she no longer wanted to hide anything. "The master said that the two of us are dragging each other down, but I really don't want to hurt him. If I hurt him, he will be in trouble.

I can still turn into a ghost. I've always thought like this. And I'm afraid that Zhou Qiang's baby is pitiful. Although the Zhou family will definitely take care of him, it's better for a baby with a mother. A baby without a father and a mother is better.

I can't bear it. If you can ask someone to help, please help us." (This paragraph is too long, so I won't burp Widow Zhou. It's good for everyone to understand. Besides, I'm tired from tying, so I don't have any friends.

Are you tired of watching?)

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? You have become a ghost, you have no father or mother?" Zhou Zhou was concerned about his sister-in-law and immediately started shouting loudly. Widow Zhou just waved her hand and asked Tuesday not to ask anymore questions.

As an outsider, it's hard for my dad to talk even if he's full of questions, let alone ask me about things at this time.

As for my mother, she looked at Widow Zhou sincerely, grabbed her hand regardless of the coldness and said: "I will try my best, don't worry. In fact, there is something I also want to say, let go of what you need to put down.

Doing things that are good for the other person is also a sign of deep affection, not to mention having a baby?"

Widow Zhou nodded gratefully to my mother. She was so tired that she no longer wanted to speak.

In this way, my father returned home with a lot of questions and my mother full of worries.

On a cold winter night, many people had gone to bed early and even fell asleep. However, my parents, who came back from Widow Zhou, were not sleepy at all, and even lit two very bright oil lamps in the room.

At this time, my father had already listened to my mother’s story. His hand holding the cigarette was shaking a little. After a while, he said, “Old Jiang, are you reliable?”

"Chairman Mao said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Let's go and find out." My mother said, leaning closely against my father, her eyes just refused to close, thinking that there were ghosts at home.

It was like a meeting, and my mother couldn't sleep.

"Okay, let's let our son suffer a little longer. I'll go up the mountain to find Old Man Jiang tomorrow. I'll just light up the lamp and sleep tonight." My dad was also very scared, otherwise why would he wake up and wait to go to sleep?

Light can be a powerful comfort at certain times.

A night of silence.

The next day, my parents got up early, and my mother quickly cooked a simple breakfast for my father. After eating, my father put on his thick coat and carried two steamed buns in his arms.

We are about to go up the mountain.

Why do we need to carry two steamed buns? It's simple. The mountain next to our village is not high, but it stretches for dozens of kilometers. It is big enough. My dad knows that this old man Jiang lives alone on the mountain, but he doesn't know where exactly.

Yes, even the villagers don't know. Anyway, they just know that he will wander around the village from time to time.

So, it is extremely difficult to find him at once. How can we not find some solid food?

The mountain road in the morning was extremely humid. My dad walked on the mountain road for a while, and his pants were soaked. Seeing that the sky was turning white, my dad put away the flashlight, sat on a big rock, and prepared to smoke.

Smoke and rest for a few minutes.

"Isn't this old man Jiang an expert?" As the smoke rose, my dad calmed down and began to mutter.

If you are not an expert, how can you live alone in the mountains? Let’s not talk about ghosts and gods. There are also a lot of insects in this mountain, especially the long worms. Even the locals don’t know how many species there are in this mountain.

Anyway, an ordinary person would never dare to live alone in the mountains.

My dad seemed to have found a strong excuse for Old Man Jiang to be a master, and his frown relaxed. But after a while, my dad frowned again, and Old Man Jiang's image and actions were in his heart again.

Roll over.

What does Old Man Jiang look like? He has gray hair and a long beard. His complexion is actually very good, white and rosy, but he is dirty. You can often see the dirt left behind by not washing his face, line by line, on his neck, and even on his beard.

There were also remnants of unknown things hanging on it.

He often wears clothes that are almost invisible. It's fine in summer, but in other solar terms, his two cuffs are always shiny and stiff. How long has it been since he hasn't washed them and how many times has he wiped his mouth?

This image is fine, but his behavior is even more ridiculous. First of all, he is lustful. When he sees a beautiful girl in the village, he won't blink. Sometimes he will follow others all the way, and no one is afraid of him.

An old man knows that he has no guts to do anything but watch.

Moreover, he was not annoyed by chasing him or scolding him, and kept saying: "A gentleman's emotions are based on emotion, but he is restrained by etiquette. Everyone has the love of beauty."

The people in the mountains didn't know what he was talking about, so they often scolded him even more fiercely. He laughed and walked away by himself when he had seen enough. At most, when he turned around and walked back, he yelled a tuneless folk song and then shouted another sentence:

"The big girl is beautiful"

In addition, Old Man Jiang is delicious. When he wanders around the village, if he finds something fresh or cooked in any house, he will always shamelessly ask people for it. If people don't give it to him, he will just wait and see others working.

When the time comes, come and help as soon as possible. It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to help, and you can’t rush away even if you rush.

Anyway, if the things you ask for are more valuable, he will work longer, and if the things you ask for are more common, he will work less.

Usually like this, many people just give it to me, since the things in the fields are not rare anyway, and the people in the mountains are simple and simple, so it's hard to see an old man like this.

But this weird old man didn't even say thank you, and just said: "I help you work, and you give me food. We don't owe each other anything, and we don't get involved in cause and effect. We also have a good relationship, which is great and good." In the eyes of ordinary people, these words are great.
Chapter completed!